Lela's room was filled with life, filled with voices and smiling faces, but yet it felt so empty since the Princess's belongings were stuffed in different suitcases to be carried out. The room she had lived in since she woke up was being cleared out. It was the new day appointed for the third wedding ritual; the day she would be presented to the people of Oswind as an official member of the royal family and wife of the cursed prince.
Lela sighed. She didn't know how to feel.
Lela had gotten attached to the room without noticing it. It had become her haven, the only place she could hide and truly be herself; her complete 'Lela' self. Lela knew she was going to leave the palace for a mansion of her own five days ago when she accepted Fayan's proposal, but she had not expected to feel so horrible about leaving.